I'm going home
"Lexa...”
“Hello Clarke.”
“What are you doing here?” Clarke couldn't understand why is was here. Who even told her?
“I know.” Lexa talked calmly. She didn't seem mad but Clarke knew that the brunette could perfectly hide her emotions.
“What do you mean you know?” The blonde frowned. She didn't understand any of it. “Come in.” She let Lexa in and looked at her questioningly.
“Can we talk somewhere private?” Lexa pointed at Julie who was sitting on the couch.
“Hi Lexa.” The taller blonde smiled at Lexa and looked significantly at Clarke.
“Hello Julie.” Of course Lexa knew who the taller blonde was. She talked with her once or twice when Clarke and Julie skyped together.
“Come on. We can talk in my room.” Lexa nodded and both of them went to Clarke's room. When Clarke heard the door was closing she turned around and looked at Lexa. “I don't know what you know but let me expl-” She didn't get to end her sentence because in this moment she felt a pair of soft lips on hers and arms around her waist. She was confused. She didn't know what was happening. It took her a couple of second to reciprocated the kiss. Her own hands were around Lexa's neck.
The kiss was slow at the beginning. But with every second that passed it was more intense. Lexa licked Clarke's bottom lip silently asking for permission and in that moment Clarke knew it was not what they supposed to do. She slightly backed away. “Lexa what are you doing? We should talk.”
“What if I don't want to talk… especially not now.” Clarke recognized that look. She knew exactly what Lexa had in mind. She couldn't let that happen before they had the talk.
“Lexa I know that you are mad at me. And this is really distracting, we need to talk.” Clarke tried to convince her girlfriend to talk. She knew that both of them would regret it later.
“I don't want to talk” Lexa said. Her eyes were black with desire.
“But Lexa… Oh God.” Clarke moaned when she felt Lexa's lips on her neck and her hands under her shirt. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Lexa exactly knew what she did to Clarke. She started to unbutton Clarke's shirt. Her teeth were grazing the soft skin of the blonde's neck.
When Clarke's shirt was somewhere on the floor the blonde felt pain in her back when Lexa pushed her on the door. Their lips united one more. Lexa's hand shifted from Clarke's stomach to her breast. She unhooked her bra and tossed it away. She placed her leg between Clarke's and pressed a little harder. Clarke moaned loudly. The blonde could feel Lexa's smile. Her lips was on her neck again. It was Clarke's weakest spot. She licked, grazed and sucked the skin.
“Lex… we should… Oh God… We should talk… Fuck.” Clarke struggled with her words when she felt Lexa take her breast in her hand. She tweaked one of her nipples and captured the other in her mouth. “Please Lex… I need to tell… Shit… tell the truth…”
“Stop talking Clarke.” Lexa lifted her up and tossed her on the bed. She climbed on top of the blonde. Both bodies was pressed close to each other. Clarke could feel Lexa's erection through her pants. She started to kiss and bite slightly her jawline. Her hands slid along both sides. She was mad at Clarke but in the same time she wanted her so bad.
Lexa knelt between Clarke's leg, unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down right with her panties. She didn't waste any time. She bent down and captured Clarke's lips with her own. Her tongue slid into the blonde's mouth. Lexa's right hand moved down between her legs. She run her fingers through Clarke's folds. The blonde was so turned on at this point she was throbbing. She didn't need much. Lexa found her clit and begun rubbing circles around it. Clarke shivered beneath her. Lexa bit Clarke's neck when two fingers entered her. She began thrusting and with each thrust she hit the spot that would push Clarke over the edge. Clarke was so close… So dangerously close and then…
“Clarke! Shit, Clarke wake up. You are late for your appointment.” Julie knocked loudly and yelled at her behind the door. She couldn't believe that the blonde overslept. Why did she even sleep when she knew she had her appointment.
Clarke opened her eyes widely. She immediately sat on the bed. She had been dreaming. But it was so real. She could swear that she felt Lexa's presence. It was so damn real. She missed her. She knew it. She missed her gentle touches, her laugh, her smile, her loving words, tender kisses. She missed everything. She knew she could no longer stay away. She wanted to go back to her family.
“Clarke for Christ sake… Get up!” She heard again and rolled her eyes.
“I'm awake. I'll be right there.” She got up and changed her clothes. When she was in the living room she looked at Julie. “I'm not going to the appointment. I'm done with this therapy.”
“What are you talking about? You can't stop it now. Are you out of your mind?”
“I said I'm not going.”
“Then what are you doing?” She pointed at the car keys which Clarke held in her hand.
“I'm going home.” Clarke said without any hesitation in her voice. She knew exactly what she wanted in that moment. She wanted to be home. She didn't know what to expect from Lexa when she would see her. Definitely not what she was dreaming about. But she was prepared to fight for her family. She didn't want to spend any more time away from her family. She had made up her mind. She was coming home.